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Modern poem "Passerby"

Modern poem "Passerby"

I know

I was just a passer-by

In this vast red dust

Singing stubborn and sad songs in a low voice.

I'm such a passerby who refuses to accept defeat

I just want to leave something in this world

Not just a little bit of bone and blood

I also want future generations to know that I have been here.

What a ridiculous request

A grain of dust on the mind

How important is that?!

Who ever wanted to listen

This speck of dust is a poignant and passionate song.

Love is love

Suffering has been bitter

I am the sand of the world

A slight dust than sand

With the winds rising

Let the wind sweep away fate

It doesn't matter where it falls

I'm not going to die

Live with this vast earth.

Modern poem "Passerby"
Modern poem "Passerby"

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